You can't paint your face at work, unless you 9-to-5 it at a circus; the makeup usually smears by quitting time, anyway.

Radio stations don't play songs by the Insane Clown Posse, the Del Ray horror rappers who penned songs like, "I Like To Stab" and "Dead Body Man."

Magnets are troubling. There just aren't many chickens to hunt around Metro Detroit (there is, however, that turkey).

It's hard out there for an imp, okay?

And in between the summertime Gathering of the Juggalos festival and ICP shows like Hallowicked, there just aren't many ways for lonely face-painted kids to meet and spray each other with bottles of Faygo. Until now. Welcome to JuggaloBook.

Modeled after Facebook, the JuggaloBook billts itself as "A Social Network for the Underground Family." With a few differences. You're not a man or a woman on JuggaloBook -- please choose "Juggalo," Juggalette" or "Juggalo (Female)" to continue. And stop looking for your friends -- you're here to find "homies." If you "like" what they say, make sure to click, "Whoop! Whoop!" to show your approval.

So how do you meet homies? A video chat scrolling on the right-hand side of JuggaloBook introduces you to live feeds from Juggalos around the world. They say many interesting things, as Juggalos tend to do. One homie opined, "I found a gay wizard once, it was a pink unicorn, and your mom's fat." They're very welcoming to newcomers, providing you aren't bothered by extreme vulgarity and explicit language (this site is so NSFW, it's not funny). Also, someone already made a profile for Vice President Dick Cheney.

Like Facebook, JuggaloBook wants you homies to know that the social networking site is free. And it always will be.